Nineteen Thousand Dollars, a Forged Signature, and a Flight to the Dominican Republic
“Evelyn’s a liar,” Derek said.
“She probably got confused.
She’s old and she forgets conversations.”
I rubbed the brass button on my cuff again.
The metal was cold against my thumb.
“I’m sitting in the pediatric wing of the hospital,” I said.
“Lily was completely alone in the house.
She’s severely dehydrated, and she needs a specialist to check her kidneys.”